Hazard to the humble.....the humble on their needs......hazard to the hearts......of the truly meek.....when they stand up......taken back by their screams......to which world will you belong.....and who do you believe..... Met a man once.....full of everything.....quiet composure.....eyes reflected dreams......and that's where he visited......living out schemes.....no longer going alone.....forever pulling me in......hazard to the humble.....putting others first..... what aches in you? ........what does your soul thirst? .......do your eyes......see more than you can bear? .......does your heart.....need to take cover somewhere? ......what is your salvation....when your thoughts sink.....where do you go.....to meet your silent needs....<br /><br />Lauren B Called<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-world-56/
